OK, I'm getting old...

I admit it. I read something on the Internet the other day. Something really good about the definitions for theist, athiest, agnostic, pantheist and panatheist. I have looked and looked in all the familiar places and I CAN"T FIND IT!!! I'm so mad at myself that I can't remember. I swear it's old age. The senility is setting in...

Sisters...

Why can't they get along? I have two sisters with whom I have wonderful relationships. We love each other and always have. Now I should say that my sisters are 10 and 11 years younger than I. So we didn't have the sibling rivalry thing at all. My daughters, on the other hand, are 20 and 24. I guess that four years is not enough space between sisters to make them want to like, love and help each other. They live together right now along with their respective sons but they can't seem to get along at all.

To top it all off they both call me with their complaints about one another. I spent 30 minutes last night on the phone with the oldest as she sobbed in my ear. What is a mother to do?

Hope Springs Again....

Can anyone look at this picture and doubt? I look at this picture and I feel filled with hope. I wish I could take credit for it but I can't. It's one of those that has made the email round and so I don't even know who took it. But for me it confirms the creation power that made everything and that I am a part of it all.

Introducing...Jakob

This is Jakob and he belongs to my oldest daughter Hannah. Jakob is 20 months old. Jakob and his mama lived with us for a year so we know him the best. He is dealing with some challenges. We just recently found out he is deaf in one hear and has partial hearing loss in the other. Not the end of the world but still something to cope with.

These children all have my heart and I wish that I could see them everyday.

Introducing...Dillon Ethan

This is Dillon. He is the son of my daughter Alex and is now one. We like to call him Monkey Boy because he is all arms and legs and clings to you when you hold him. He laughs and smiles all the time and is a joy to be around. Can't wait to see him again.

FYI, all the grandkids live in Arizona and we live in Massachusetts. Long distance grandparenting sucks!

Introducing...Kylee Lynn

Allow me to introduce my family one at a time...

I'll start with my beautiful and wonderful grandchildren. The youngest is Kylee Lynn born on March 31st this year. Her mommy is my step-daughter Heather. I have not had the pleasure of meeting Kylee yet. I hope to go and see them in October.

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Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda...

I've been having a severe case of the coulda, woulda, shouda's lately. So many "what if's". What if I have moved to New York instead of Arizona where it was safe? What if I had been more dogged in the pursuit of an acting career? What if I hadn't gotten married when I did? What if I had stayed in Detroit? What if? What if? What if?

The fact of the matter is that there is no use crying over spilt milk. I am here at the age of 50, in this place, today, now. It is up to me to make the very best use of my time here. To learn as much as I can and to pass it on to others if I can.

I spent a lot of my life dreaming about what could have been. I think now that I should just do it. Just go for what I want. What have I got to lose at this point. If I want to sing I should sing. If I want to act I should find a way to act. No more wondering.

My advice to anyone, young or old, is to follow your dream no matter what. Don't get to the end of your life, or even the middle, and wonder what happened. "Life is what you do (active), while you are waiting to die." I'm gonna start doing instead of waiting. So should you.

Opening Salvo

This theater is where I spent most of my teenage and young adult life as part of a wonderful family called the Greenfield Villages Players. I saw my first play there, Peter Pan, and completely fell in love. I knew right at that moment that there was nothing else I wanted to do but be on that stage. I was about 8 years old at the time and I didn't get on that stage till I was fifteen.

My first professional job, well I did get paid, was in Hansel and Gretel. I was a cookie child and a dog! I loved every minute of it. I kept on doing shows there off and on until the theater closed in 1996. I was very lucky to be a part of the final production which was Rumplestiltskin. A play I had done twice before at the Village Players. I had the distinction to play both the two daughters and the mother!

I made many friends over the years whom I have since lost contact with and one with whom I still remain best friends. As I look back over my life I find that some of the best times in my life happened with the confines of this group call the Village Players. Some have gone on to bigger and better things, some have passed over. I miss them all. To the ones who passed over, Jim, Bobby, Sam, you are missed. To the ones I lost track of, I'm sorry I didn't keep in touch. I wish I had been a better friend than that. Perhaps fate will bring me back together with some of them.

Well thats it for this post. More to follow.